【One Thousand Six Hundred and Fifty-Nine】Soul-Eating Ruler Shows Its Prestige

Zheng Zhenjun's psychic eyes are enhanced by the power of the soul, that is to say, apart from the soul attack, Zheng Zhenjun's divine essence attack is also the high-level peak level of the Six Tribulations True God, barely exceeding the limit of the Six Tribulations True God.

This kind of power is inferior to many of the ten state geniuses.

Qiu Jianfeng glanced at Yuan Bingfeng, curled his lips, the divine soul attack is not a divine essence attack, it can be said that it can be cast with a single thought, there is no chance to solve Zheng Zhenjun in advance, the possibility is too low.

Moreover, would Zheng Zhenjun not notice such a defect?

"Fortunately, I have an artifact that protects the soul. Zheng Zhenjun's attack is the nemesis for others, but it may not be for me. As long as the attack of the soul does not exceed the eighth rank and reaches the ninth rank, don't even try to break through my soul artifact defense." Qiu Jianfeng A flash of joy flashed in my heart.

This magical artifact did not help Qiu Jianfeng's attack. Originally, Qiu Jianfeng only treated it as a sidekick, but now it seems that his father has extraordinary insight. Qiu Jianfeng sighed in his heart.

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When the three were judging in their hearts, Han Feng's shots became faster and faster, and the water dragons turned into nothingness.

"Your soul..." Zheng Zhenjun was in shock.

Han Feng's spirit level was higher than that of Zheng Zhenjun, and Zheng Zhenjun didn't sense Han Feng's spirit level at first.

But as soon as Han Feng made a move, his spirit power exploded, so he couldn't hide it from Zheng Zhenjun anymore.

"Eight-Rank Divine Soul, your Divine Soul has reached the Eighth-Rank, how could it be so high!" Zheng Zhenjun's face was almost distorted, it was jealousy.

I have spiritual eyes, and my cultivation base has reached the peak of the middle level of the Six Tribulations True God, so that I can raise the soul to the upper level of the seventh rank.

But now there is a Six Tribulations True God in the early stage, there is no God Eye yet, but...

Zheng Zhenjun's face darkened: "Very well, since this is the case, I will not hold back."

A burst of golden light surrounded Zheng Zhenjun, and Zheng Zhenjun's spirit soared rapidly, and soon surpassed the seventh rank and reached the eighth rank!

The grade is not weaker than Hanfeng.

Obviously, it has pushed the psychic divine eye to the extreme.

Each grade of the soul is divided into upper, middle and lower grades.

If you want to overcome all kinds of difficulties between each level, even if Zheng Zhenjun has the top-level divine eyes, you can only let your soul leap from the seventh-rank upper class to the eighth-rank middle class, which is exactly at the same level as Han Feng.

"It doesn't matter if your spirit is high-level, do you have high-level spirit attacks?"

"Psionic Storm!"

Suddenly, a sky-shattering storm blew up in the void, rumbling, and the momentum was extremely frightening.

This power, even the three phantoms trembled.

All three of Qiu Jianfeng's spirits have reached the seventh-rank level, and the strongest Qiu Jianfeng's spirit level is very close to the seventh-rank upper class.

However, the three of them only allocated part of their souls to focus on the battle, so only a part of their souls were trapped in the spiritual energy space, and the power of the transformed soul body was naturally limited.

This void soul storm is enough to kill them easily.

The same goes for the rest of the geniuses.

Those who don't have soul means, but who are only sixth-grade or barely reach seventh-grade souls, face the void storm, just like ordinary people facing natural disasters, they have no power to resist.

"No!"

"Run away!"

"Back far away!"

"We can't die here, otherwise our souls will be severely injured. In the real world, we will become idiots if we don't die. No matter how lucky we are, it will take decades, hundreds of years or even longer to recover."

The geniuses yelled loudly, wishing their parents would give birth to a few more legs, so that they could run away as fast as they could while breastfeeding.

Fortunately, Zheng Zhenjun's target was not them, allowing them to escape.

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When the storm hit, Han Feng faintly felt that his soul body was about to collapse.

"So strong!" Han Feng's expression froze slightly, and then he smiled: "Brother Zheng, I have to say that your abilities are extremely difficult to deal with. I believe that the three people in Dongfu No. 1, No. 3 and No. This move is also a headache, without the soul guardian artifact, it is even very likely to lose."

"It's a pity that you met me. In terms of spirit, you can't restrain me."

While speaking, Han Feng opened the golden immortal pupil.

The level of the Golden Immortal Pupils was not high, and for Han Feng whose divine origin was as high as the eighth rank, there was almost no improvement. What Han Feng valued was not the enhancement of the Golden Immortal Pupils to the soul, but the ability of the Jinxian Immortal Pupils to unleash the soul attack.

Boom!

A burst of golden light burst out from the pupil of the golden fairy, instantly turning into tens of thousands of golden light beams, each of which contained extremely powerful spiritual power.

Waves of golden light rushed into the soul storm, and golden light suddenly emerged from the black storm, propping up the storm, and then the storm burst and died together with the golden light.

"You also have divine eyes!" Zheng Zhenjun squinted his eyes. Only the divine eyes of the high-level divine rank cannot allow a mere six-kalpa true god to have an eighth-rank divine soul. This child must have another secret.

If he got this secret, with his talent and the high level of psionic eyes, would he be able to have a ninth-grade soul in the Six Tribulations True God?

Just thinking about it, Zheng Zhenjun's heart became hot.

Zheng Zhenjun was even more determined to capture Han Feng.

When the psychic storm and the golden light died together, Zheng Zhenjun suddenly took out a blue crystal ball in his hand.

Zheng Zhenjun snapped the blue crystal ball into his psychic eyes, and the golden psychic eyes transformed into a dazzling sky blue color blooming from the golden color.

Zheng Zhenjun's spirit soared again.

"This guy... actually has a Divine Soul Artifact that boosts the Divine Soul, and it's also a Nine Tribulations Divine Artifact. Now that kid is in danger." Qiu Jianfeng muttered to himself among the three phantoms.

The Nine Tribulations Divine Artifact made Zheng Zhenjun's soul jump to the top level of the eighth-rank upper class, which is far from comparable to the previous entry into the eighth-rank middle class.

The soaring increase of the soul made the oppression of the spiritual space on the body of the soul even greater. Han Feng already felt that the space was full of forces oppressing him.

"Cracks in the void!" Zheng Zhenjun yelled, countless cracks spread in the spiritual energy space, and the space wind blades swarmed out like bees, densely packed.

These space wind blades gushing out from the cracks in the void of the psionic space, combined are enough to threaten the ninth-rank divine soul.

The wind blades in the space were too dense, and Han Feng, who was in the body of the soul, was unable to perform the golden fairy stepping step and the six-winged black dragon transformation. His dodge ability was affected to some extent, and he was hit by many wind blades soon.

As a body of spirit and soul, it doesn't bleed, and the wound is opened so strangely, and at the same time, Han Feng's figure is slightly illusory.

"Tell me the reason why your spirit quality is so high. I can spare your spirit body. Presumably you don't want to become an idiot." Han Feng, who was dodging, received a voice transmission threat from Zheng Zhenjun.

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